The first sweet potato finally showed its head, and it was said to be huge, because it was about the thickness of an ordinary child's forearm.

This naturally can't be compared with the giant and stout sweet potatoes of later generations, Fang Jifan gradually dug up the soil, and the long sweet potatoes like lotus roots were completely exposed in front of him.

Call......

Several lieutenants had their eyes wide open.

In fact, they haven't planed before.

However, at that time, most of the sweet potatoes had not yet taken shape, and they were just planed to record and observe their habits.

It's one.

Continue planing......

Under this vine, connected to this sweet potato, another sweet potato has taken shape.

This sweet potato...... It looks more like a potato, and if it is compared to a human being, then it is probably more like the first long sweet potato, which is more like Mr. Pan in humans.

Fang Jifan comforted himself, Mr. Pan is not bad, after all, concentration is the essence.

When the second tree is completely exposed, there is a ......

A seedling is a large bunch, although it is not as good as grapes, a plant can produce dozens of fruits, but this seedling is born with five sweet potatoes.

There are big and small, and there is one, even smaller than an egg, this kid ...... Well, apparently hopeless.

But the big one is as thick as a lotus root, and it is more than an inch long.

Fang Jifan's eyes were blazing, he picked them up together, and shouted: "Scales!" ”

The lieutenants had been prepared for a long time and brought the scales, so they were busy taking the scales.

The lieutenant, who was working hard to adjust the scales, had a twinkle in his eyes, and said, "One hundred households, there are three catties." ”

Three pounds......

If it is a sweet potato in the future, a few sweet potatoes will come down, I am afraid that it will not be less than five catties.

But Fang Jifan was still happy, and the effect was far beyond his expectations.

There are hundreds of trees on this large acre.

As a result, everyone stared wide-eyed, and Fang Jifan's brain was also confused, his calculation ability was quite good in the past, but ...... Now he needs to constantly convert units, and the most important thing is that in a hurry, he is a little excited and confused, so he gritted his teeth and said, "Count!" ”

"One five for five, two five for ten......"

The lieutenants did not dare to slack off, and they snapped their fingers one after another and began to calculate.

But at this time, someone took off the basket on his back and said excitedly: "I brought an abacus, I brought an abacus." ”

The abacus was taken out of the back basket and crackled for a while.

After a long time, Fang Jifan was impatient: "Have you calculated it?" ”

“……”

What you get is, silence......

Fang Jifan almost rolled his eyes, the students taught by the physical education teacher are all better than you in arithmetic.

Fang Jifan gritted his teeth, but his mind was still messy, so he didn't forget it, he waited.

After half a ring, someone finally said: "Twenty-five stones...... This acre of land is twenty-five stones. ”

"That's not right." Someone said excitedly: "It's twenty-six stones, it's probably twenty-six stones." ”

Their voices trembled.

The world is crazy.

This is five or six more stones than Fang Jifan's conservative estimate, but Fang Jifan is quite skeptical about their calculation ability, well, so he suppressed his excitement and continued to wait for the final result.

Zhang Xin, who had been silent, was also stunned, he looked at the ridges in the distance in confusion, as well as the vines that could not see the end, the emerald green potato leaves, in the warm sun, were particularly dazzling, as if his eyes were suddenly blinded.

"That's right, it's twenty-six stones."

Finally, there is a captain with an IQ online who has finally determined it after two consecutive calculations.

There are many seedlings planted in each acre of land, especially in the fields here in Xishan, which seedlings are infested by insects and which are withered, Zhang Xin will take them to record every few days.

Therefore, it is clear to everyone.

Twenty-six stones.

The continuation of the Ming Dynasty was the Song system, and among the units of measurement of the Song people, one stone was one hundred and twenty catties.

Twenty-six stone ......

Fang Jifan's head was obviously still a little confused, and he said tangledly: "Nearly three thousand catties? Ah, no, it should be two thousand five hundred pounds. ”

In the Ming system, one catty is about 600 grams, and one catty is equal to sixteen taels, so this is called half a catty and eight taels, which means that half a catty and eight taels are equally important, and there is no difference.

Lose your marbles.

Although the yield of sweet potatoes per mu in later generations was about 6,000 to 10,000 catties, it was the result of countless improvements and the use of a large amount of fertilizer.

Although these sweet potatoes have been carefully cared for, especially the field at the southern foothills, which is the most important experimental field of the hundred households, the yield may be higher, but ...... Twenty-six stones, still far beyond Fang Jifan's estimate.

He thought that if he could have sixteen or seventeen stones, it would be considered good.

According to your own temperament, brag about it, round it up, isn't it twenty stones?

At the beginning, he blew twenty stones because Fang Jifan wanted to make this sweet potato attract the attention of people all over the world, and it was best to promote it as quickly as possible.

Can ...... now

Fang Jifan looked at Zhang Xin.

This guy really takes care of sweet potatoes like his own son.

Other than that, there's really no other explanation.

"Haha...... Thirty stones. Fang Jifan shouted in ecstasy.

A lieutenant couldn't help but say: "One hundred households, not thirty stones, but twenty-six stones......"

Fang Jifan gave him a slap very directly, fortunately, this slap was not heavy, but it was also extremely crisp, Fang Jifan bared his teeth at him and said, "How many stones is it now?" ”

The lieutenant was busy covering his cheeks: "Twenty-six...... No, thirty ......"

Thirty stone ......

It is necessary to claim thirty stones, too lazy to toss about anything that is neat, and if you want to promote sweet potatoes, the first thing is to sell its huge production, and under this huge production, it is enough to move everyone.

And as soon as such a high-yield crop comes out, and after it is popularized to thousands of households in the future, as for whether you can grow ten stones, twenty stones, or thirty stones, does it have anything to do with Fang Jifan? You won't plant it yourself, anyway...... You have to bite to death, thirty stones, not a pound less!

With the real estate of the northern land, the average wheat yield is only two or three stones, which is ten times the high yield in comparison.

Fang Jifan laughed, and all the captains also said excitedly: "One hundred households are wise. ”

"Hundreds of households are really the world's Shennong."

"If we can serve a hundred households, we will be pigs and dogs, and we will be happy......"

But at this moment, a long howl interrupted everyone's opportunity to perform.

Zhang Xin's tears were already uncontrollable surging out, he put his hands in the sky, and roared: "Xiaojie...... I became ...... I became ...... The hard work of these days has not been in vain, it has not been in vain......"

He snapped and knelt directly in the soft mud, already in tears, his shoulders trembling.

"Do you want a doctor?" Fang Jifan was concerned about the authentic road.

He suddenly felt that Zhang Xin's status in his mind had improved, and the high yield of sweet potatoes had made a lot of contributions, a guy from a son's brother, who was honestly a farmer, and even fell out with his family because of this, and he was digging in the ground with his trouser legs rolled up every day, and he was never idle from morning to night.

In fact...... Sweet potatoes are important, Fang Jifan has the advantage of being a traverser, and he can realize the importance of sweet potatoes, and it is extremely important, but ...... If there is no capable person who really takes this tuntian as his own life, he may not even be able to achieve this result in three or five years.

Many things, even if they are in the right direction, but success or failure is not necessarily just that, success or failure lies in people's hearts, and whether they are willing to put their heart into it.

Now seeing this guy rolling in the mud with great grief, Fang Jifan sighed in his heart, both moved and lightly distressed.

After Zhang Xin cried, he gritted his teeth and said: "I'm fine, let's dig it, dig it all out, this acre of land will be harvested today!" ”

Yes, it's one thing to calculate, but how much to harvest, you still need to dig out countless sweet potatoes yourself.

Seeing that Zhang Xin had regained his spirits, everyone did not hesitate and immediately began to dig sweet potatoes.

They don't dare to use tools, every sweet potato is precious, for them, it is their hard work, if they use tools, it is inevitable to hurt the sweet potato roots, so they use their hands.

In a matter of moments, many people's hands were stained.

Zhang Xin's eyes were bloodshot.

At the beginning, the fair face is no different from the ordinary old peasant, not only is the person darker, but also the complexion has become much rougher, he used to wear a wide fish suit, and the silver belt given during the school review is erected in the waist, and the whole person is handsome and straight.

But after a period of time in the tuntian, the captains of the tuntian began to realize that the wide fish suits, as well as the beautiful boots, and the belt around the waist, and even the sword stuck diagonally at the waist, became an obstacle to their farming.

So, gradually, some people began to wear short clothes, just a short shirt, under the head, directly put on breeches, boots are not worn, once into the mud, into the water, it is surprisingly bulky, not to mention the need to wrap the footcloth, a day of work, uncomfortable, so they are changed to cloth shoes, cloth shoes are convenient, dirty will be dirty, do not care.

Zhang Xin's image is probably the same, rolling up his sleeves, revealing two arms, breeches under his feet, the trousers under his knees have never been clean, a pair of cloth shoes, with mud on the shoes, the hands that used to be very well maintained, have long been calloused, and in the past, like all noble sons, they had slender nails, but now, these nails have long been smoothed, the nails are uneven, and there is no beauty to appreciate and see.

Under the sun, the weather is not hot, but many people are sweating, this is a group of 'soil rats' who have been good at rolling in the mud, there are many people, an acre of sweet potatoes, it took less than two hours, and the harvest has been completed.

"Twenty-six stones, nothing wrong."

Fang Jifan was already in high spirits, he looked at the mountains of sweet potatoes on the ridges of this field, and finally made up his mind, and said with full confidence: "Find someone, go to report the good news, go to the household department to report the good news!" Search for "CM" or enter the URL:.